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NEW WEEK!

Charlie the "Dubliner Dog"

The studio is in full swing with projects. I just wrapped up this commission and it was received with great cheers. This was, after all, a portrait of a famous local around here. Charlie the "Dubliner Dog" was a known canine at the local bar The Dubliner and also a great friend to many. He even has his own facebook page! Charlie gets to live on in our memories and on vinyl even though his fabulous four paws don't walk among us anymore. I was honored to paint this sweet soul.
I got the hanging date of my next venue I'll be showing at and that date is Sept. 17th so I have until then to make as much art and vinyl works as I can to fill the walls. I like having deadlines, it puts pressure on me that I need. Not sure why it works that way but it does....it's like I visually need to see a fireball coming for me to make me run sometimes.
I have also returned to the gym and found my outlook on life improving. Funny how endorphins and taking control of your own situation makes you feel all empowered and stuff. I made a goal to kick 9 pounds off my frame. Again, I need a number...a target goal....or I feel like I can just keep eating hot fudge sundaes till kingdom come. This came about because I tweaked my back again and made me remember OH YEAH MY BACK IS SCREWED FOREVER and gaining weight and not strengthening my core makes it 100 times worse. I don't wanna go back there to the dark times of not being able to walk without pain. NOPE!
There is so much stupid stuff going on right now that I won't bore you with the details, no doubt if we are facebook pals you already know I can't shut up about the fact we're getting poison sprayed on us whether we like it or not. (NOT LIKE!) And there seems to be the trend  that no one really cares about anything any more. It's as if everyone just sleepily lifted their heads from their facebook pages and said "huh? wha? poison? ok." and went back to posting about the best place to get a martini in town. I guess if it doesn't interfere with your photo op getting crunk at a bar with your friends then it's not really a big deal. Have I mentioned how much I would love to live in the mountains?
So on that note I am delving into my work this week even harder than ever. I am reaching that point where I just want to complain about the state of things and that usually means I need to go hiking alone in the woods or paint like theres no tomorrow...a hike into my soul. I'll return with a better perspective and new art, it's a new week, let's kick out the jams.

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  1. I like what Pema Chodron says: "start where you are". That takes the pressure off of any goal, such as our health, etc., it's no longer a mountain (like the beautiful one in the picture), just the next step up the road.

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